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Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Demon was stirring double clicking his mouse.
The stockings were hung by fridge care,
Mark Summers Is the host of double dare .
Demon was deleting mp3's from the notice from the feds
While visions of what prison is like ran through his had
Me drinking a 40 in my tilted chiefs cap
Complaining about the load times on google
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a cutless caprice stocked full of beer
With a large old driver, so lively and quick,
He drove through my yard...what a dick!
Out from the car stepped strippers
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Candy you see what i'm mixin! !
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now peel away! peel away! peel away all!"
I can't remember the rest... try as I might...
Merry christmas to all, and please bail me out
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